When you live in Texas, as I do, one of the worst situations you can find yourself in on a hot summer day is to be without air conditioning or to have your air conditioner on the fritz. Running into a rattlesnake is probably worse. Getting bitten by a brown recluse spider also would be very bad. July with no A/C, though, is no picnic.
I mention this because I write this while sitting in my living room, surrounded by portable fans blasting, drinking ice cold water and hoping that the A/C starts working again. I have been hoping this since yesterday afternoon, so I don’t have too much hope for that without some assistance from our trusty heating and air repairman. My hope, therefore, is now primarily that the repair doesn’t take too long or cost us too much. Fingers crossed for me, okay? 🙂
Given my current concerns over it being hot, it was funny that the prompt for this week’s Carrot Ranch flash fiction challenge had to do with heat. My friend and fellow blogger, AJ Prince, has done many of these 99 word (no more, no less) Carrot Ranch blog weekly flash fic challenges. I have often thought I ought to give it a go. Since this week’s is so on point with my current situation, I decided this week was as good a time as any. 🙂
Oh and just a note about my recently erratic blog posting schedule – I am sorry for the inconsistency, but I do plan to get back to my weekly posts on Mondays. Thanks for stopping by! Have a great week!
“I need a margarita!” Dave said.
“I need a cold beer.” Kyle said.
“I’ll take anything.” Miles said, steering them from the course toward the bar.
“How about just throwing out our scores?” Dave suggested.
“Done! And I’ll get the first round.” Miles said.
“Man, it’s a hot one.” Kyle said as they gulped cold drinks.
“I was ruined at Hole 2 and went down from there.” Dave said.
“We all sucked” Phil said. “We survived. That’s all.”
“I’ll tell Judy I played my best ever though.” Dave admitted.
Everyone nodded and laughingly toasted, “To our best game ever!”